Pizza, Ghosts, and New Orleans

I just got back from Gatties's Pizzeria. I think I'm going to explode from all of the pizza I ate. Aw, man that was good.
I saw the video of the guy with the haunted house, and now I need no more convincing. It is fake. There was no such thing as DVDs in the early 1900s, so that was what convinced me. But the good news about this is that he finally said he was considering moving, so even if I'm wrong about it being fake, at least the guy will be safe.
I am thinking about what I am going to do when I get to New Orleans. I am defiantly going to go to all kinds of stores and haunted restaurants. If I'm lucky, I'll get my hands read or something. That would be so cool! I really want to start writing in my stories again, although I already said that, like, a thousand times. My fingers are literally itching to write. The real question is: when this series is over, what am I going to write about? I have been having ideas, but they aren't too good. I'm not going to discuss them, since someone might steal my idea.
I'm going Christmas shopping tomorrow for all my new acquaintances, so it looks like I will be very busy tomorrow, and might not have time to write, so if you're a loyal reader of my blogs, don't be too upset over if I have a post tomorrow. Now I'm off to read some Maximum Ride manga. (Iggy and Gazzy are my absolute favorites!) See ya'll later!